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The few people did not continue to discuss this topic. They laid the body flat on the ground and covered his face with his own coat.

Then, as planned, they continued walking deeper into the corridor.

And there were more and more shocking and tragic scenes. From time to time, large pools of dried blood would appear on the floor and walls. It was hard to imagine how many innocent souls lived in this corridor.

But so far, they have not found any human corpses, just some broken limbs and the like blocking the road.

Walking in such a dark and endless tunnel is a kind of torture, not to mention the atmosphere is too dull, everyone's nerves are like tight strings.

"Will we encounter that monster again?" Professor Xia couldn't help but ask.

No one answered him because they didn't know the answer to the question either.

Professor Xia put his hands in his pockets, accelerated his pace, and got closer to Xiao Du and Zhou Weiqi.

The temperature inside was really too low. If there weren't others around, he might not be able to survive.

Xiao Du noticed his pale face and asked with concern: "I still have a jacket in my bag, do you need it?"

"Aren't you cold? I see that your clothes are thinner than mine, so you should keep them for yourself." Professor Xia declined politely.

"It won't be so cold if you exercise. You may have been scared just now. If you sweat, your body's temperature will drop faster." Xiao Du opened his backpack and handed the clothes to him.

He was right. Professor Xia was indeed frightened into a cold sweat, which prevented his body from warming up.

He was too embarrassed to refuse anymore. Now was not the time to show off.

If they really get sick from the cold, it will actually hold them back.

"Thank you."

Professor Xia put on his jacket. Although his body temperature did not rise quickly, it was better than before.

Zhou Weiqi also took out his own thermos cup and said, "I still have some hot water here. Do you want to drink it?"

In the Secret Service, receiving emergency missions is a common occurrence.

He and Xiao Du often didn't know where they would go. It could be an underground tomb, an uninhabited village, or even a harsh environment such as a desert.

Therefore, they will prepare a lot of supplies in their backpacks, including some things that ordinary people would not think of, just to be able to deal with various emergencies.

In order to avoid disturbing the monster, their voices were kept as low as possible.

What Chu Yao didn't expect was that Ling Feng, who had always been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Ever since that monster appeared, you have been worried. Why?" He asked bluntly.

It should be said that it was earlier, when the lights started to flicker, she closed her eyes immediately, and then opened her eyes.

Although the Sky Eye will not be stimulated by light, it is difficult to see the surrounding environment clearly under the rapid flashing.

However, she still saw a little bit, such as the young figure deep in the corridor. She held a remote control in her hand to control the lighting.

She was very vigilant and huddled in the corner.

Chu Yao pretended to close her eyes, leaned against the wall, and knocked the remote control out of her hand with a wisp of evil energy, causing the light flashing frequency to gradually slow down.

But the monster was still awakened by her, and Chu Yao saw not seven heads, but only one.